" I took the 12-bore with the only four cartridges
I had left, and a package for the Martini Selecting the bull (elephant) with the largest tusks, I dropped him by a shot over the eye, the others ran down stream, but came back on hearing the carriers. They stopped by the dead elephant, then with a right and left shot I settled two more. The remainder only went a few yards, and then stood still, not knowing which way to go on account of
the noise made by the boys. The last cartridge of the 12-bore dropped another. Taking the Martini I killed three more at the cost of five cartridges before the remaining four broke away across country. All the elephants dropped with a single bullet when hit fairly in the forehead, the Martini having more penetration than the 12-bore. In the case of those shot in the side of the head, the bullet did not penetrate to the brain, so after falling they got up again, requiring a second to finish them.
The first elephant shot bad got up and was making off. I was too late to get another shot eventually losing him He was the best tueker of the lot ; the others, being, with one exception, females, had small ivories." [Sic, including punctuation. p. 121.]
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